Zechariah squinted slightly. "You really don't know?"

Justin shook his head.

"You really are lost, aren't you?"

"What, you didn't believe me?"

Zechariah waved his hand dismissively. "It's nothing personal; the only way to know truth is to entertain doubt. Tell me about your father. You said he couldn't take care of himself?"

Justin smirked. "You're very good at avoiding questions."

Zechariah snorted a small laugh. "Forgive me-you asked about the ...